my dad
Lately Ive come to realize how much I really miss him.I went to his grave the other day,just to see how it looked.It really makes you think when your staring at one of your parents graves,what it would be like to have 1 more day with them.I ask myself that alot”what if i could have 1 more day with him”.Id make things right for once.I drive past his house when i go to see his grave,ya know just to see if anythings changed.Nothing has really,it brings me to tears to know the last time i was in that house was when he was alive&i keep waiting for him to come out of the house to hug me.Its hard to come back to reality alot of times,because of that.This year i didnt get a phone call on my birthday or christmas when i was expecting it.I sat by the phone all day waiting for that phone call even though i knew it was never going to come.Thats all i really wanted for my birthday was that 1 phone call.I wasnt expecting to be surprised with a car all i wanted was for him to be sitting in my drive way.I just want him back thats all.I died inside when i saw him resting peacfully in his coffin&feeling his cold,hard body.He had a picture of robin&me in his shirt pocket&his ciggarettes in the other which i though was quite funny cause thats the shit that killed him.Life is hard as hell right now.
I miss him to.
I regret not spending more time with him. If it wouldnt have been for Thomas we would have. He was the one telling us that our dad was cruel and didn’t love us. Its sad to know that all along it was Thomas who didn’t love us. We was too blind to see that dad loved us not Thomas.
I was waiting for that call to. When reality hit me that he was gone I couldnt believe it. I still can’t believe he won’t ever be at my wedding or see his grandaughter grow up.
i found some pictures of dad&us i’ll scan them in the comp.later so you can see them
i got one of us putting up the xmas tree at his house when we still lived there
&one of you,bamba&me
we looked so happy as a family then,i just wish it was that way now ya know?
Okay thanks
yea, I know
Well at least you had a good father while it lasted. Never forget that, you had someone that truly loved and cared for you. He’d want you to be strong and carry on. I think that the fact of the extreme oposites in his pockets is symbolic of what we take to the grave with us; what we loved most in life, and the evil that in the end consumed us. It’s like the ultimate good and the ultimate bad resolved at long last.
Don’t let it get to you to bad, nothing good can come by dwelling on it. You’re both pretty good kids, I’m sure he’s proud of you, wherever he is
Thanks Josh